Trifles

Waiting on small things Waiting for a cause to come Sunday is a treasure But somethings got to go Someone was lazy Someone was around for too long Kindness is a bright girl Got it all in control Singing on her grave Sung over better times Someone was ratting Got concrete shoes in the bay You'd never tell You never tell You've got iron ears You never tell Sleeping like a carcass Waiting on bus stops Down was the new right The biggest ship ever caught I lay in your bed These times you're not hеre I was the crowd You wore thе crown here You'd never tell You never tell There in a light house See myself far away Seeing us from a distance You're holding me firm from behind The tide is rising Loudly soaring Nothing is static Nothing is steady now All things change But some people stay the same Slipping out a back door Something had to go All things change But some people stay the same Slipping out a back door Something had to go